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Chapter 377 Seventh and eighth

Money Gang!

This name is simply rustic. Even the gangsters in small towns that are third and fourth, will never use such an ugly and tacky name.

However, when the boy in apricot yellow shirt said this name, none of the dozens of people present dared to laugh at him.

The three words "Money Gang" seem to have a great magical power that can shock the entire world.

There was also a man with a green face standing next to him. He was not wearing yellow clothes, and he was the only one except Su Weiyun and the man in yellow.

But when he heard these three words, he was moved.

Su Weiyun said: "It turns out it's the Golden Gang. Is this Shangguan Jinhong's gang?"

The young man in apricot yellow shirt suddenly shouted and said angrily: "Shut up, my father's name is extremely respectful, how can you let a small person like you shout?"

He raised his hand and shot out two more copper coins, quickly breaking through the air, flying straight in, the speed was much faster than before!

Whoosh, whoosh!

Two copper coins hit Su Weiyun's chest and then slid to the ground.

Su Weiyun gently stroked her chest and sighed: "The big man is indeed a big man, and she can't even call her name."

Seeing this, the boy in the yellow-shirt frowned, his face changed, but he didn't say much.

The green-faced man couldn't help but kindly reminded him: "Brother, if you have nothing to do, you'd better leave quickly. This is not a place you can come."

As soon as he finished speaking, another one-legged man with scarred faces on the other side said in a strange voice: "Ximen Rou, you are still too busy to take care of others' affairs?!"

The one-legged man looked angry and showed fierce light in his eyes. He was holding an iron crutch made of iron in his hand and knocked on the ground. It was extremely heavy and obviously a very powerful weapon.

Looking at the eyes of the people around me, I seemed to be more afraid of him.

Ximen Judo: "Zhuge Gang, my ranking in the weapon spectrum is still above you, how dare you say that you are embarrassed by me?"

Zhuge Gang sneered and said, "As we are, we will not besiege you. Unfortunately, we want to establish our authority for the leader today, and we cannot do extreme things!"

He paused the iron crutch in his hand, and with a "splash", sparks flew everywhere, and the iron crutch more than four feet long suddenly penetrated three feet underground.

Although the ground here is not a hard stone, it is never soft. If you want to insert an iron crutch into the ground three feet, in addition to the benefits of the iron crutch itself, you must also have strong internal cultivation support.

Su Weiyun murmured: "No wonder Bai Xiaosheng ranks your 'Valorn Iron Knives' eighth place in the weapon spectrum. At least with this internal skill, it is enough!"

He had already recognized that the one-legged man in front of him was Zhuge Gang, the eighth-ranked "Vajra Iron Gun" in the weapon list.

Zhuge Gang used an iron crutch weighing 63 kilograms. The weight of the weapon itself, coupled with his profound skill, would cause serious injuries even if he didn't die.

Ximen Rou laughed: "You are a villain, so why bother to talk? You can just go up together. I will never be afraid of my snake whip."

As he said that, he rose high, and there was a long black whip in his right hand at some point.

The longer the soft weapon, the harder it is to use. A person who can use a 7-foot soft whip is already a master. At this moment, the snake whip held by Ximen Rou is scary. Even if it is not three feet, it is still two feet seven or eight.

His hand shook, and the long whip rolled over the heads of the group of people standing in the alley with the sound of wind. Only a series of sounds of "ding Ding Dangdang" were heard, and more than forty copper coins fell to the ground.

Ximen Rou's body leaped, and her long whip was rolling around. In just a few blinks, she rolled all the copper coins on their heads without hurting anyone.

It is said that none of these forty people is not an experienced old man, but no one has seen anyone who can make a whip so amazing.

They glanced at each other, immediately spread their bodies, rushed to the walls and the walls and through the alleys, but they saw figures flying all over the sky, and they ran away in an instant.

Zhuge Gang's expression did not change and said coldly: "Since the Whip God wants to exchange their lives for their lives, that's certainly enough!"

The identity of the person who used the whip was about to emerge, and it was obviously Ximen Rou, the seventh-ranked "Tianling Snake Whip" in the weapon list.

These two men are hard and soft, just like natural rivals.

The two opponents looked full of gunpowder and were about to fight.

At this time, Su Weiyun stepped a step, blocked between the two of them, and stretched out his hands to lay them flat.

"Wait a minute, I have a few more words to say."

Zhuge Gang originally wanted to pull out the iron crutch and beat the blind swordsman to death, but the young man in apricot-yellow clothes beside him said, "Let him say it."

Su Weiyun said: "Zhuge Gang became Shangguan Jinhong's subordinate, and the Money Gang must have won many amazing people in the world."

The young man in apricot yellow shirt said lightly: "Seventeen heroes named in the weapon list have joined my gang. Even the world's largest beggar gang can't find so many masters!"

Su Weiyun said: "That's really great. I wonder how many of these seventeen masters have come here?"

Standing next to the boy was an old man in yellow, who kept silent, but suddenly said, "Do you really want to know?"

Su Weiyun nodded.

"Okay, I'll send you to see the King of Hell. If you ask him, you will know!"

The old man in yellow shirt closed and lit his sleeves, and suddenly a pair of judge's pens appeared. The tip and sharp tip were as if they were made of fine iron. The power of these two pens to hit the acupoint must be very powerful.

He raised his body and flew up and down. A pair of sharp pens were divided into two hands, shaking up and down, making people unable to guess where he would attack.

In just one breath, he had arrived in front of Su Weiyun.

But before everyone could see clearly how the old man in yellow clothes was going to take action, a pen in his hand suddenly disappeared.

His right hand had not moved yet, but the weapon he held in his hand disappeared. This was really a huge joke.

After looking at it carefully, I didn't want to laugh anymore, because the missing pen was just stuck between his throat.

"You You"

The old man in yellow shirt was hoarse and wanted to speak but couldn't speak, so he fell quietly into the alley.

The autumn wind sweeps away the fallen leaves.

A gust of wind passing through the alley became quieter and silent than before.

Su Weiyun seemed to have done nothing, just asked, "Who is he?"

The young man in apricot yellow shirt had a blue face and said, "He is Gao Xingkong, the 37th-ranked 'life-losing judge' in the weapon list!"

Su Weiyun said: "No wonder he said he wanted to send me to see the King of Hell. It turns out that they still have this relationship, which is interesting and interesting."

He turned around and asked, "But can this person ranked 37 be considered a master?"

The young man in apricot yellow shirt said: "There are more than tens of millions of people practicing martial arts in the world. How many people can be listed in the weapon list?"

"Well, you're right." Su Weiyun thought about it and suddenly said, "You are Shangguan Fei, the son of Shangguan Jinhong?"

The young man in apricot yellow shirt was shocked and wondered how this person saw his identity.

Su Weiyun smiled and said, "Only a person like Shangguan Jinhong can give birth to a son as interesting as you."

Shangguan Fei finally took out his weapon, which was a pair of ornate border patterns and iron rings with dragon and phoenix patterns. He slowly said: "No matter how interesting a person is, he is only interesting when he is alive. If he dies, he will not be interesting or not."

Su Weiyun said seriously: "You are right again. That's why I don't let you fight. Once the fight starts, death and injury will inevitably be inevitable."

Shangguan Fei was a little stunned. He didn't expect Su Weiyun to say such a thing.
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